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I personally believe that U.S. Americans are unable to do so because, uh, some, uh, people out there in our nation don't have maps and, uh, I believe that our education like such as in South Africa and, uh, the Iraq, everywhere like such as, and, I believe that they should, our education over here in the U.S. should help the U.S., uh, or, uh, should help South Africa and should help the Iraq and the Asian countries, so we will be able to build up our future.

...I use my hair to express myself!

Before the cravat, life was ruff.

'E used to be tied up on the gallows... now 'e's a loose end!

I have no strong feelings one way or the other.

What season 9 was actually about:

You get a racecar! *inserts tacocat*

U flu here?

It was a pun. Met/Emet?

At the most extreme example, an attempt I made at writing a script for Troma where a frat boy steals the Golem of Prague and reanimates it to be fueled by meth.

Steven Moffat has turned me into Harry Dunne.

I have various completed and incomplete screenplays. The, uhh... the content... it's way out there. I don't know if this milieu could really accept it.

If you broke your fingers, you did it way, way wrong.

Kenneth, what is the frequency?!?

Lay off the pot Try this out: Look at one of your hands, palm side facing you. With your other hand, grab and hold your middle and ring fingers. Flex the rest. Alien hands~~!~

Hatflagon Dubois!

Endhiran, he said, as a flimsy excuse for this.

Doodloo the other toot-toot... Used to have a different name...

Pumped! http://imgur.com/gallery/q6XzwCz

Farscape and Battlestar Galactica, respectively.

Whew, glad that doesn't happen to film nerds, yarblockos!

Indeed it is. You're up.

Robert Redford.

Random Stuff V III. We're in full Final Fantasy numbering.

"Well, Prince, so Genoa and Lucca are now just family estates of the Buonapartes. But I warn you, if you don't tell me that this means war, if you still try to defend the infamies and horrors perpetrated by that Antichrist- I really believe he is Antichrist- I will have nothing more to do with you and you are no longer my friend, no longer my 'faithful slave,' as you call yourself! But how do you do? I see I have frightened you- sit down and tell me all the news." It was in July, 1805, and the speaker was the well-known Anna Pavlovna Scherer, maid of honor and favorite of the Empress Marya Fedorovna. With these words she greeted Prince Vasili Kuragin, a man of high rank and importance, who was the first to arrive at her reception. Anna Pavlovna had had a cough for some days. She was, as she said, suffering from la grippe; grippe being then a new word in St. Petersburg, used only by the elite.